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some of the ripest berries from one of the largest 

 bushes, in which I had once or twice heard something 

 move ; but as all the cows and calves were near me, 

 and I supposed it proceeded from some of them, I had 

 not taken much notice of the fact, when suddenly the 

 bush opened, and a large, powerful wolf walked delib- 

 erately forth ; he looked steadily at me, and seemed 

 inclined to declare war. I raised my foot to give him 

 a kick with my heavy fisherman's boot, for I had no 

 weapon; but he seemed to think better of it, and 

 walked away slowly towards the jungle. I hastened 

 to the house, seized my rifle, and followed his trail ; 

 but too late, for he had taken to flight. 



July 11th. Uhl was so far recovered as to be able to 

 go to Saint's, where he could receive better care, and 

 for some time I was alone in my hermitage. I felt 

 very comfortable, having no cares or troubles, paid 

 attention to my charge, supplied them plentifully with 

 salt, and constantly went out shooting, bringing home 

 young turkeys, which were just large enough to be 

 eaten. In the evening, when all was still, I sat in front 

 of the house, by a blazing fire, playing my zither, and 

 was very happy without seeing a human face. 



On July 17th I went to Saint's to see Uhl, and to get 

 some flour and coffee. Uhl was better, and free from 

 fever, but weak. I did not return, as Saint required 

 my assistance. Saint then proposed that, for the summer 

 and autumn, we should move further west, and pitch 

 our camp near Brushy lake, about six miles from 

 Saint's, where there was better pasture, so that when 

 once the cattle had been driven there, they would not 

 be likely to stray. I was pleased with the plan, as 



